Lletres: John Fogerty. Revival. It Ain't Right.

There goes your big black limousine
Shakin' your booty for the magazine
Peekin' and posin' like a wannabe

It ain't right
It ain't right
Such a waste of life

Maybe you forgot how we live down here
People work hard for the money dear
You had such a hard day lookin' at the mirror

It ain't right
It ain't right
Honey such a waste of life

Another long weekend with your friends
I thought that party would never end
Well up to your rehab and gone again

It ain't right
It ain't right
Honey such a waste of life

There goes your big black limousine